[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]
OH! the charming month of May,
When the breezes
Fan the trees, is
Full of blossoms fresh and gay:
Oh! the charming month of May,
Charming charming month of May.
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Oh! what joy our prospects yield,
When in new livery
We see every
Bush and meadow, tree and field:
Oh! what joy, &c. Charming joys, &c.
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Oh! how fresh the morning air,
When the Zyphers
And the heifers
Their odorif’rous breath compare:
Oh! how fresh, &c. Charming fresh, &c.
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Oh! how sweet at night to dream,
On mossy pillows,
By the trillows
Of a gentle purling stream,
Oh! how sweet, &c. Charming sweet, &c.
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Oh! how kind the country lass,
Who, her cow bilking,
Leaves her milking
For a green-gown on the grass:
Oh! how kind, &c. Charming kind, &c.
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Oh! how sweet it is to spy,
At the conclusion,
Her deep confusion,
Blushing cheeks and down-cast eye:
Oh! how sweet, &c. Charming sweet, &c.
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Oh! the charming curds and cream,
When all is over,
She gives her lover,
Who on the skiming dish carves her name:
Oh! the charming curds and cream,
Charming charming, &c.
